IT'S BECOMING FASHIONABLE

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Ooh yes! Please feed that stick insect a burger and fries, then hold her down so she doesn't vomit them up again. I get that thinner is healthier, but that's going too far. She looks like she's been ill a long time.

No...please don't. The sooner that talentless old tart is dead the better...although no doubt it'll result in two weeks of national mourning, lots of flowers and balloons outside Hyde Park and a crowd of tearful, brain-dead cretins holding candles up to the television news cameras. Perhaps this time, when they've got every such simpering, mindless twat in the country in one place again, they'll do the practical thing and drop a bomb on 'em.

Please note...women should have curves. Men don't like xylohone chested bulemics. Such creatures are created by Women's gossip magazines. Despite the fact that women always blame men for lusting after such disgusting freaks, in reality men want women to look like women. The current trend on American programmes for anorexic skanks who are little more than skeletons with skin draped over them, is completely repulsive. If men wanted to shag thin, wiry androgenous creatures with no tits, and no hips, they'd all become priests and form a boys' choir.

Mr Hughes is most certainly NOT what you accused him of.Get a grip man.You go off like a rocket when anybody casts even the tiniest aspersion on Christianity.You are like a muslim fundamentalist fer godssakes.

I've accused him of nothing. You make these errors all the time. I think he's okay, but some of us get tired, that's all, of trendy attacks on priests etc, and by a bunch who claim more than anyone to hate stereotyping.

I'm still not sure where you're coming from on this. I never suggested that the priesthood actually created pedophiles. Just that it was an excellent hiding place for blokes with pedophile tendencies to hang out, especially considering the number of cases that annually crop up of pedophile activity within the priesthood being covered up by the catholic authorities.

Call it stereotyping if you want.

I prefer to call it a narrow-minded, reactionary refusal on your behalf to recognise the hypocrisy of the religious organisation you're so fond of defending.

Fuck-wit. Hyphenated. Golly, first time you've been funny. Thanks for making yourself clear, pity you didn't do it in the first place, instead of assuming priests are paedophiles -to please feminist coffee trollops looking for King Kong under the bed. When I was a kid we had trouble with paedophile probation officers, and dirty old bastards hanging around the Boy's Home in Box Hill. They weren't priests.

"Thanks for making yourself clear, pity you didn't do it in the first place."

Robbert,

You're quite right.The phrase, "If men wanted to shag thin, wiry androgenous creatures with no tits, and no hips, they'd all become priests and form a boys' choir" is a bit ambiguous.

Well...it is if you're a fuck-wit.

"And what about my dissertion on blokes and skinny women?"

Ah...now you're being funny. You mean your dissert-a-tion regarding 'real' (and I'm only using the word 'real' here because you've deleted the original comment now and I vaguely recall that, however it was phrased, that was your basic implication) men prefering skinny women so that they can dominate them?

Who knows? You might have a point. I prefer women to have curves in all the right places myself, not to be unhealthy looking fashion victims that'd be better suited to the extras list on a George Romero film.

John McCain, the Republican candidate for President, is for banning all guns in America. And at a recent rural elementary school assembly in East Texas, he asked the audience for total quiet. Then, in the silence, he started to slowly clap his hands once every few seconds, holding the audience in total silence.

Then, he said into the microphone, "Children, every time I clap my hands together, a child in America dies from gun violence."

Hughes you little twerp be thankful, if it weren't for Christ I'd have killed about 10,000 people by now, you'd be one of them. It's nothing. -You're nothing. I could shoot you like flicking on a light switch. Really.

Good heavens, what's going on in here? How did a post on curvy women and a stick insect become all confused with people insulting other people about being "little boy tamperers." Oh, hang on. It's R.H again.

Good heavens, what's going on in here? How did a post on curvy women and a stick insect become all confused with people insulting other people about being "little boy tamperers." Oh, hang on. It's R.H again.

I have it on good authority (from the last time I had my ears syringed) that the inside of my head is all pink and gooey, not unlike my stomach only without the half-digested bacon butty doing the backstroke in the middle of it.

Hi JahTeh, nice blog. I quite like the "skinny" model you've portrayed. She can park her fluffies under my bed anytime... And so can the cuddly ones as well... I do not discriminate when it comes to whose fluffies are under my bed... Well, not on that basis, anyway... I'd better shut up now before SWMBO reads this and kills me before I can explain...

Now, RH... Lad... I need to set you straight about what you said:

"...if it weren't for Christ I'd have killed about 10,000 people by now, you'd be one of them. It's nothing. -You're nothing. I could shoot you like flicking on a light switch. Really."

Firstly, RH,it's not Jesus who's stopping you killing, it's you. You have chosen not to kill and you say you do that in the name of Jesus. Others kill in the name of Jesus. Both types are nutters using Jesus for their own ends. No different from the Osama bin Liners of this world , really...

Secondly, I've killed heathen communist scum in Vietnam in the name of Australia, Queen Elizabeth The Second, Jesus H. Christ, and Lyndon B. Johnston. Quite a few times. And it's nothing like flicking a light switch. Really. And once you've "flicked that switch", something happens inside your psyche which can never be switched off. You are in hell. You have no idea.

If killing for you is as easy as flicking a switch, you are a psychopath, RH. Really.

Dear Gerald -whom I titled The Blue Mountains Foghorn, but changed my mind- you don't know what you're talking about. I was born a decent chap, and I am by nature decent, but slum training for the poor gave me practicality, which means I'm comfortable with squareheads, and the toughest criminals in this city. All on the same day. My upbringing was that honesty is for those who can afford it; and stealing is okay, never beg. The trouble with squareheads is they've no idea what crooks the police are, they are thieves, bashers, perjurers, whatever you like, and it's not isolated; it's general. Lawyers who later become judges and politicians are well aware of this, and the whole system is rotten, a game. But meanwhile the mugs are brought up believing Mr policeman is their friend, and he is, and very obsequious too, if you're a squarehead with no form, or indeed, live in a nice suburb. For instance, as witness to something recently I had to go to the local police station, and where I was treated with upmost courtesy -until they discovered I had some very distant form, whereupon I was treated like shit. You just don't know this. You don't know how it works. Meantime if my joint gets attacked, as it has been, I don't report it, because I know the police won't even bother turning up. On the other hand, if it happens in a nice part of this locale they'll be crawling all over the place. People like me have to look after themselves. And we do. I've come to realise that the lives of some people -my father for instance, are worth nothing. In the 1970s I saw a man who'd abused me as a child sitting on a park bench with another drunk, and have always regretted not killing him. I couldn't do it then, but I can now. I've had thirty years of thinking about it, about how I hesitated, and then walked on, and I feel weak over it because I'd already mixed with blokes who would straightaway have kicked him to death. But that's the carrot-cake factor, the genteel RH. What you're confused about is the difference between shooting someone who is trying to shoot you (most people will do that) and destroying someone who is not only a nuisance to himself, but an affliction on everyone. Not all lives are equal, some are stupid, talentless, dopey in the extreme. Worthless. And I know people who are mentally ill whose lives are art. I've known people of appalling callousness, nothing will change them -social science, what a donkey, believing in fantasy. My view has changed on Christ: you can break every Commandment and get into Heaven. It's not what you do, it's why you do it.

I had a dream last night with Baby Jesus in it. He wanted me to pass on a message. He said that if you ever get a gun, rather than shooting everyone else, he wants you to stick it up your own arse and blow what's left of your tiny brain to kingdom come.

He also said something about not kidding yourself about breaking the commandments and still getting into heaven.

I am grateful enormously for this commenting career, or how could I get culture. And so I take it to Footscray, OH!- crowded streets!- Asians, Africans, a blonde with big tits, I take it to Camberwell -posh twats, Gucci handbags, velvet flesh, my word, untouched by LABOUR, and on to Brunswick Street, the inner suburbs: Ms unfuckable. Yes, but a 'Man in her Life', cock coming out by appointment, you bet, and then in a most tentative way.

Charlie Chaplin (35) married Lillita McMurray (16) and said, "Well boys, this is better than the penitentiary but it won't last."Lillita's mother (before Charlie agreed to marriage), fainted three times at hearing Lillita was pregnant. But all she could squeeze from divorcement was $625,000.

Oh, I see. Very witty, Robbert. Sounded just like me. You've got a great career in imitation celebrity answer phone messages there if you follow it up.

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